Chapter 1422 Mysterious Chamber of Commerce
“Hey! Bastard! How do you drive! You can give me such a wide space”
Soshiyang walking on the chaotic streets of Wusu City, He vaguely heard a familiar voice, so he turned around and looked at the dense buildings on the right, but his eyes couldn't penetrate those towers and houses, so he couldn't tell what it was.
Taros on the side noticed Soshyan’s movements and asked:
“What’s wrong?”
"I seem to hear someone talking, it sounds familiar."
"Huh? Is there any?"
Kayon, who was walking in the front, also stopped and turned around.
"Soshyan, I didn't hear it either."
Soshyan shrugged.
"Okay, maybe I heard wrong."
Then he said to Khayon:
"The gladiatorial fight is about to start. What are we doing here?"
"I need something. It is very important for our subsequent actions, but I am not sure whether it will be available here. I can only try." The people's whereabouts deliberately chose a very remote route, and placed numerous blinders on the three of them, so that the haggard and haggard residents could not detect them at all.
It was also along the way that Soshiyan saw the real situation beneath Comoros's glamorous exterior.
These are places where the tough edges of reality become soft and shallow, and the unique magic of Commorragh transforms everything it touches.
Wandering haggards and the occasional looming white ghost can be seen everywhere, and miserable cries echo in the cave-like alleys. Even the lowest residents are struggling to control this ever-changing land. And fighting a primitive battle.
Even Soshyan saw that some of the bodies of the Withered Eldar had terrible defects. The nearly transparent skin could see pulsating blood vessels and underdeveloped organs.
Occasionally looters and gangsters can be seen, laden with plunder collected over many years of raids - otherwise anything not immediately usable is discarded .
Therefore, the seemingly spacious street actually looks narrow because of the garbage.
The lumen light trails on both sides of the street flickered faintly, barely illuminating the road ahead, and also revealing piles of chaotic machinery, collapsed bone pyramids and other horrific and bizarre debris. It was like the entrails falling from the belly of a giant, tangled together.
Suddenly, Soshyan stopped in front of a skeleton nailed to the curved wall and looked at it carefully.
Just by looking at the skeleton, Soshyan could tell that it was an Astartes, but he didn't know when he died or what his identity was.
But whoever he once was, he is now a simple signpost, carved by nails into a makeshift rusty metal wall.
At this moment, something clicked behind him.
Soshiyang turned around suddenly, the power armor servo made a faint sound, and at the same time, his sword was instantly drawn out while catching a dozen pairs of slender eyes.
Then a haggard Eldar fell, the rough hatchet clattering in its spasming hands, and then another came over, decapitated the poor creature on the ground with a knife and He held his chin and raised it high, letting the surrounding Eldar appreciate the tragic scene.
There are at least thirty of them, but in Soshyan's eyes, even twice this number will not pose a threat.
But even at such a close distance, they still didn't notice a giant standing next to them.
After letting out a howl, the spirit tribe seemed to have found a new leader, and left surrounded by the man holding the head, until the last one disappeared into the dense forest of debris, as quietly as when they came.
"Does it look like some kind of animal?"
Talos grinned on the side.
“Civilization is never innate.”
At this time, something caught Soshyan’s eye. He turned to the right and walked over to the ground with his feet. After sweeping the wreckage aside, some remains of a crashed Thunderhawk were discovered.
Its cockpit was completely torn apart, and most of the armor and parts were also looted. Although the pilot could not be seen, it can be inferred that the outcome was that he either escaped or died. In short, only the rusted body was left.
Then he reached a hand through the cobwebs and dust and revealed a symbol on a broken sheet of metal. A vague fire dragon head appears on a rusted metal plate.
"Salamander's Thunderhawk."
Soshyan looked along the scars on the body, thinking about how it got here and how it was Forgotten in the belly of the beast.
He knew this, the Salamanders had attacked Commorragh, and they had taught the Dark Eldar a lesson, but it was not enough.
Talos also looked at the vague mark and said softly:
“This mission should have been carried out by the Eighth Legion. The original body once hinted that the Emperor intended to let him carry out a mission. Although the purpose of the raid on Commorragh is a mystery, I guess it may be related to the Emperor's Webway plan. In the end, this plan was interrupted by the Great Rebellion."
"Okay, we should go. "
At Kayan's reminder, Soshyan ended this episode.
Soon, they arrived at a remote corner of Comoros and came to a house shaped like a giant peach.
"Sikayang, why do I think this place looks like a sex toy store?"
Looking at the weird store shape and the various pink signs at the door, as well as the signboards Talos couldn't help but raise a voice of doubt when reading "Li Bo" written in Ada language.
But Kayon opened the door and walked in without caring.
“It’s okay, that’s it.”
After being embarrassed for a while, Soshyan and Talos also walked in.
"Welcome."
As soon as they entered, the two saw a thin Eldar youth wearing a decent dress bowing to them.
The Eldar was also surprised when they discovered that they were actually three armored giants, and the next words were stuck in their throats.
Kayon glanced at the store and saw only a large number of props and drugs, and then said to the young man:
"I want Yiyan Tincture."
The young man was stunned for a moment. After hearing that it was Gothic, he also said in very vague Gothic:
"Howl, but Wo wants to test the nuns’ codes.”
Kayon nodded, stretched out his left hand and opened his palm, and a black and white stripe code appeared on the palm of his hand.
The young man took out an instrument and scanned it, then there was a ding-dong sound, and he nodded.
"I am Shi Yiwu, welcome everyone. Come to the Death Thirst Adhesion Chamber of Commerce."
Soshiyang was a little confused and looked at Kayan, who then translated:
"It's the Stryxis United Chamber of Commerce. His Gothic is not very good."
At this time, the young man turned around, took out a strange thing from under the counter, and then took a sip with his mouth. Then he turned around and walked to the cabinet beside him, blowing white smoke into the glass of the cabinet.
Taros saw this and suddenly smiled:
"Hey, it's quite fashionable. It's an electronic cigarette."
As the smoke rolled on the mirror, the counter slowly opened to both sides, revealing a dark passage.
"Guys, please."
Kayan nodded and walked in with Soshyan and Talos. Then the cabinet slowly closed again, and the young man sat back on the chair. He continued to breathe into the thing in his hand, and pressed the speaker next to him with his hand to play a burst of brisk music.
“.Brothers, buddies, buddies, I just want to give you a taste of all the flavors”
(End of this chapter)